Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

Above are scans of the front and back covers of a book about a young Nero Wolfe. Below is the text that I posted to the Wolfe List concerning this book.

I have a book (paperback), Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart copyright 1986, and am wondering if anyone here has read it. One of the main characters is known (no one seems to know his real name) as Auguste Lupa and is suspected of being the son of Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes. Time of book is 1915 and the main setting is Valence France. In the opening of the book Lupa is described as: Having a high forehead and dark brown hair, combed straight back; the eyes not quite open and yet missing nothing; the heavy lips puckering after every swallow (of beer which he drinks from 9:30 to 12:00 in the morning every day). He was a big man and looked immensely strong, even dressed in an ill-fitting brown suit. His yellow shirt, which would have been garish, or-worse-memorable, on an assassin, was tight across his middle, but didn’t bulge at the waist. I haven’t read the book since reading and rereading the Wolfe series and while browsing my library today happened upon it and started reading. In the first chapter it is clear to me that this is a young Wolfe. The other character, Jules Giraud, has a personal Swiss chef by the name of Fritz Benet.

Name: Son of Holmes

Author: John T. Lescroart

Publisher: Dorchester Publishing Co., Inc
6 East 39th St.
New York, NY 10016

Copyright 1986 by John T. Lescroart

ISBN 0-8439-2461-6

Inner Cover Intro:

Here is a tale to rival and put on the shelf with the best of Arthur Conan Doyle, an elegantly written whodunnit that features the deductive debut of Sherlock Holmes’ putative son.

A man of large capacities and appetites, Auguste Lupa is never so happy as when he is seated at the dinner table, sampling the very best haute cuisine. Inevitably, though, trouble rears it’s impertinent head, and Lupa must throw off the role of bon vivant, even give up bon appetit, to assume the mantle of his legendary father.

Such is the case here, when the dark days of World War I two French intelligence agents are called to the small town of Valence, France, to search for clues that might lead to a mastermind- assassin. When an amiable gathering of beer connoisseurs leaves one of the agents dead, suspicion immediately centers on the one stranger in their midst–Auguste Lupa. Rising to the occasion, Luoa not only uses his masterful powers of deduction to identify the killer, but in an explosive finale worthy of the Master himself lays bare an ingenious act of sabotage. By hindsight only is the solution ” elementary, my dear reader.”

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One thought on “Son of Holmes by John T. Lescroart

  1. I came upon this posting after doing a google search on “lescroart nero wolfe”. I did this search because I had just completed reading Son of Holmes for the first time and came to the exact same conclusion about 1/4 of the way into the story.

    I am about to start a second book by Lescrorart called Rasputins Revenge which I have been told is a second story featuring Auguste Lupa.

    A couple of points to support the conclusion about:

    – Auguste Lupa we are told is an alias. The character frequently uses aliases where the first name is one of the Ceasars. Nero of course was a Ceasar and Lupa is roughly used to describe a she-wolf.

    – Fritz leaves at the end of the story to go an work for Aguste Lupe.

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